[b][u]NATALIA[/u][/b]

Nat truly didn't know how she had survived or coped without Cason all this time, and in some ways she was almost glad that she had forgotten he was such a pivotal part of her survival before Sam and Dean came along as she had, for the last few days, realised that if she hadn't forgotten him, her mind would be in a much worse state and she probably wouldn't have survived as long as she had so far. She was reckless enough as it was, she couldn't imagine how much worse she would have been trying to find him if she hadn't forgotten him. It was moments like this that made her grow regrets in giving him such aggravation when they reunited, or in her situation, met again for the first time. As his thumb ran against her jaw, she instinctively leaned into his touch as she saw him take a deep gulp but smile whilst also not knowing what she's done without him all this time. "I'll always have you Cason" she confirmed before she took her glance back over at Dean to check on him. 

Deep down, she knew Cason was right when it came to Dean. All they could do was be there for him and make sure he doesn't do a Duke and find ways to get himself killed on a hunt, but it didn't mean she liked that plan. She also felt like she needed to do more for Dean to prove she did forgive him and be a better sister to him. She listened to Cason's words about how Dean will no doubt be when he wakes up and she did think he had very valid points. Yet there was still  a part of her that felt if any room in this house would affect Dean the worst, it would be this room he always shared with Mika. It may have been officially HER room, but Nat knew how much Mika considered THEIR room. She just hoped all the hiding of pictures that Anna did earlier would help matters. "I guess that's true..." she finally said, unaware that Dean was stirring awake as she was yet again not looking at him. It was only when she heard Cason say what he did, that she began to get an idea it wasn't her he was telling to relax. 

She only turned to look at Dean when Cason pulled her slightly away from him and nod toward her brother. Taking that hint as it was intended, she turned round fully and looked at Dean before stepping over and perching on the edge of the bed next to him. "he did but he's back now thanks to Cason and Esme. He's alright by all accounts, but you don't need to be worrying about Duke right now" she told him softly. "I'm more concerned about you right now, how you feeling now you've slept?" she asked him, trying not to coddle him but also wanting him to know she was worried about him. She also knew that she would have to tell him that Sam was truly wanting to start the process of wrapping Mika's body and begin the set up for the hunter's funeral, even if she didn't know for certain that he had already begun that process. She just didn't know how to tell Dean that. 

She just hoped Dean wouldn't put up another fight about it all and in the morning would just let the funeral happen with no arguments. 

[b][u][i]MIKA[/i][/u][/b]

[i]In the dark, Mika remained close to the bird that still laid weak and dying beside her. She was feeling weak herself, the longer she stayed but the bird was her only source of any kind of warmth in this abyss of a place. The sounds remained with no obvious sign of a figure to go with said sounds, but the closer they got, she knew it would possibly not be long before they did see what was making those sounds. Hugging herself on the ground, she kept trying to keep Dean's face in her mind and thoughts, along with the rest of her family, hoping that none of them would break apart without her in their lives. She wanted them to look after each other and not fight, but she also knew her boys far too well for that to truly be a reality. 

"I'm not sure I can keep holding on any longer...I'm so tired" she commented weakly. "Don't give up child...for I am here and I will not let you stay in this forsaken land. You don't belong here, I swore years ago to forever protect you and I will keep my promise" the bird swore. Mika couldn't understand what the bird possibly meant by her words because as she saw it, whether she belonged here or not, she was here either way and was never going to be back in the living world. As much as that realisation hurt her, she felt she had no choice but to accept it somehow. 

It was at that point, the noises got too close for comfort and she knew she had to try and run all over again. "Get up my child..." the bird said, using it's wing to get Mika up onto her feet. "I'll be right behind you" it said, pushing Mika to start moving and that was exactly what she did...move. Every step was a challenge but she kept moving, trying to pick up speed but every time she did, she began to stumble. "I can't do this..." she whimpered.[/i]